Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 132 He's Still Here

It didn't take long for Fu Zhaoge's thoughts to clear up again, but it was only for a moment that he was pulled into another vortex.

"Your majesty, absolutely not, how can this woman take on such a heavy responsibility to beat back the dangerous frontier."

The attitude of the ministers was very firm. Looking at this thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, how could they believe in her strength.

"That's enough. As long as she can finish the battle, the reserve will belong to her. If she dies in battle or loses in battle, she will never be able to return to her imperial status."

……

Memories swept through Fu Zhaoge's mind, but it didn't take long for Fu Zhaoge to open his eyes suddenly, and the phoenix eyes suddenly became cold.

The original shortness of breath gradually subsided, but at this moment, Fu Zhaoge heard a knock on the door suddenly.

"My son, my son?"

Su Ye outside the door couldn't help shouting.

Hearing this, a dark light flashed in Fu Zhaoge's eyes, and then hid in the depths of his eyes.

"Just laying down, why, your father is looking for me?"

Fu Zhaoge calmly wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, his idle voice seemed to be normal, but his expression was still not very good.

"My lord is in this courtyard, and I specially asked my subordinates to come down and ask, does the young master not want to eat today?"

"You tell your son, that I have eaten some pastries, and I will go there later."

Fu Zhaoge wanted to get up, but almost fell to the ground unsteadily, but fortunately, Fu Zhaoge reacted quickly.

Fortunately, it was just a first sign, otherwise, when the heart disease was about to strike, she might turn the Hu family upside down.

Fu Zhaoge darkened his eyes, and then the voice outside the door also rang out.

"Well, my master said, young master, remember to rest well."

"Ah."

Fu Zhaoge responded lightly, and waited for the people outside the door to leave, then Fu Zhaoge slowly walked out of the window, looking at the dusk outside, a dark look flashed in his eyes.

It seems that this time, we can't find wanton cover.

Fu Zhaoge pursed his lips, and then looked at the desk beside him. He wanted to pick up the pen, but when he thought of the man with warm eyebrows, his eyes flashed suddenly, and he put down the pen.

This kind of self made her very strange.

She began to have an obsession, but before this obsession, there was still a layer of scruples.

Fu Zhaoge sighed, turned his gaze out of the window, and waited about half an hour before pushing open the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped back to open the door, he saw Wen Yanya sitting alone in a wheelchair not far away, with picturesque eyebrows, and the faint moonlight reflected on his surroundings, making him look even more extravagant.

"Master Xiang."

There was only Wen Yanya in the deep courtyard. Seeing this, Fu Zhaoge's phoenix eyes were filled with rippling ripples.

Hearing this, Wen Yanya turned his eyes to look at Fu Zhaoge, and Wen Liang's pleasant voice sounded, "I thought you wouldn't come out."

"If I don't come out, what will Xiang Ye do?"

Fu Zhaoge withdrew the unrelenting look just now, a smile gradually appeared on the tip of his phoenix eyes, and his quietness faded.

"Within an hour, the minister will naturally send the dinner to the prince's room, and watch the prince finish the meal."

Wen Yanya's voice was dull, but it softened Fu Zhaoge's calm heart a little.

"Master Xiang never thought about it, the cold on your legs can't stand such a toss by Master Xiang?"

Fu Zhaoge continued to speak in an orderly manner.

"Before the prince proposes to the minister, he should also know about it. The prince is not a fairy, so he has to eat or not."

Wen Yanya's dark eyes like thick ink were filled with undercurrents, and Wen Liang's pleasant voice was a little deeper, and he spoke slowly.

(End of this chapter)